Write two haiku about: the planets.
Kat had another prenatal yoga class in Oliver this morning, so Max and I went along to drop her off and then play in the park for an hour. Lunch afterward again. It's becoming a bit of a weekly ritual.
She's still having a lot of up and down days, especially with her stamina, but I think things continue to trend toward getting over the morning sickness the first trimester uses as its calling card.
Me? It's only Tuesday and I'm already feeling a bit lost knowing that I'm not harvesting on Friday and attending the farmers market on Saturday.
Round and round they go,
dancers performing cosmic
* * *
This planet has had
enough of us... but no one
else wants us either